Chapter 822 I Really Love You

"Of course, are you influenced by Cheng Jia?"

PARKING LOT.

Mo Xiuchen sat sideways in the driver's seat, looking at Wen Ran who lowered his head to fasten his seat belt with gentle eyes, and the voice that escaped his thin lips was low and warm.

Wen Ran's safety movements paused slightly and then continued.

After fastening her seat belt, she looked up at Mo Xiuchen. When she met his deep and gentle eyes, her heart suddenly warmed up and she said softly, "Xiuchen, thank you just now."

When Mo Xiuchen heard this, his handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he looked deeply at the little woman in front of him, "Of course, I am not a Qi Chengjia."

Wen Ran's expression was startled.

Mo Xiuchen spoke word by word, his voice was low and gentle, revealing the magic power of bewitching people's hearts, "Of course, I really love you."

Wen Ran's brain suddenly went into a panic.

She was moved when she heard him say those words in the mall just now.

Although he was aroused, he thought he said it deliberately to anger Cheng Jia.

But now, he actually said that he really fell in love with her.

She had expected it before.

Even if Xiu Chen couldn't get his memory back, he would fall in love with her again instead of falling in love with Cheng Jia or another woman.

But expectations are expectations, and they are a bit uneasy after all.

Listening to him say these words himself, Wen Ran felt that all the suffering in the past few days had become insignificant.

With his words, she would not feel lonely or sad even if she lived her whole life alone.

A hint of subtlety spreads from the air.

The intertwined breaths are equivalent to their deep and affectionate love for each other.

"Of course, do you believe it?"

Mo Xiuchen saw Wen Ran looking at him blankly.

There were countless changes of emotions in his eyes, and he was also in a state of mind.

His big palm caressed her cheek uncontrollably, and his fingertips lightly touched the corners of her eyes that were dyed crystal clear.

He understood the panic and uneasiness in her heart, and sympathized with her sadness and contradictions.

He gently rubbed her face with his long fingers, looking into her eyes with a love that was too thick to dissolve.

It was like a big airtight net that wrapped Wen Ran's whole body inside. She had no way to escape, and she didn't want to escape.

There was a smile in the crystal-stained eyes, the corners of the lips were slightly curved, and that beautiful and gentle smile made Mo Xiuchen's heart soften like a lake.

"I believe."

Wen Ran's voice was slightly choked.

It was touching and joyful. She was really grateful to God for allowing her to meet Xiu Chen and fall in love with such an excellent and perfect man as Xiu Chen.

Being loved by him was the blessing she had earned over several lifetimes.

Mo Xiuchen smiled, a gentle and charming smile.

He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips and said softly, "Siranran, are you so moved by this that you cry?"

"Um."

Wen Ran admitted.

In front of him, the last thing she wanted to do was pretend to be strong.

Many times before, she wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry, but she was afraid. At this moment, she could no longer hold back her tears and let them pour out like a flood that burst a dam.

Mo Xiuchen pressed her into his arms distressedly, wrapping his long arms tightly around her.

Let her cry happily against his chest, and the big palms that pat her back are gentle and loving.

Wen Ran just cried silently at first, but finally cried out when Mo Xiuchen said lovingly, "Ran Ran, cry if you want."

She had cried many times before.

But at those times, a person was sad and crying alone. Even if he cried bitterly, he would bury himself in the pillow so that no one could hear him.

At this moment, in the arms of the man she loved deeply, even crying felt easier than before.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Wen Ran gradually stopped crying. Above his head, Mo Xiuchen's teasing words came, "Of course, you made my shirt wet from crying. You will be responsible for washing it for me when you go home soon."

Wen Ran looked at his distressed eyes with red and swollen eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Okay, isn't it just a piece of clothing? I'll just wash it for you."

"Well, that's good."

Mo Xiuchen took out a tissue from the tissue box, gently wiped her tears, and asked gently, "You are tired from crying, should you be hungry?"

He didn't say anything, and Wen Ran didn't feel it yet. As soon as he said it, she felt hungry in her belly and nodded heavily.

"Go home and I'll make you dinner."

Mo Xiuchen wiped her tears and nose, and Wen Ran sat upright, "Can you cook?"

"Can't I cook?" Mo Xiuchen asked, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He regained his calm and calm expression in an instant, looked at Wen Ran's red and swollen eyes, and said jokingly, "If I don't know how, then you can cook it for me."

"It's not the ingredients I asked you to buy."

Wen Ran pouted in protest.

Mo Xiuchen laughed happily, "Okay, I bought it and I'm responsible for cooking it. However, I don't remember if I know how to cook. You'll be there to give instructions in a while, okay?"

"This can still be considered."

Wen Ran smiled cutely and cutely. Seeing her smile like this, Mo Xiuchen felt soft in his heart, but the corners of his mouth were rising.

"Then it's settled, we're going home now."

Mo Xiuchen has never been so happy since he lost his memory. Even when he was with Wen Ran before, he was not as satisfied and happy as he was tonight.

"Um."

Wen Ran smiled and nodded.

As the car got on the road, Mo Xiuchen turned on the music and adjusted the volume to a low level so that it would not affect the conversation between the two, but still be heard. It was really just background music.

On the way home, Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran didn't deliberately try to please each other, nor did they deliberately find topics to talk about. They just wanted to talk, so they talked.

The content of the conversation is irrelevant.

But it made both of them feel moved and happy.

That kind of happiness cannot be described in words. Even if you have the whole world, it can't compare with a smile or a gentle word from the person you love deeply.

Mo Xiuchen drove the car to the suburban villa. When Qingfeng and Qingyang saw the two of them together, they immediately asked Zhang Ma and her family to go out to the night market. In Nuo Da's villa, only Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran were left.

It's not like they have never experienced this kind of world between two people.

It's just the state of mind, but it's different.

Mo Xiuchen carried the dishes in one hand and held Wen Ran in the other, and entered the living room. He didn't let go of her hand, and they entered the kitchen together. Wen Ran struggled gently, "Xiuchen."

Mo Xiuchen put the dishes on the marble table and then let go of Wen Ran's hand, "Of course, you take a rest first and wait until I finish washing the dishes. If there is anything I don't know how to do in a while, I'll ask you to give me some advice."

"good!"

Wen Ran answered briskly, with a deep smile on her brows and eyes.

She didn't know if this was considered a violation of her oath, but the moment Xiu Chen told her that he fell in love with her again after losing his memory, she wanted to spend the night happily with him.

There is no need for commitment, no vows of love, and no need for lingering love between lovers. They are just like ordinary friends, cooking and eating with him.

She thought, follow your heart for once.